Trick Sensor - Joanne

Joanne, Joanne
In purple pants and black boots
Moves in it’s a Sunday afternoon
The evening blues set in as I sit in my room
Until I see her
First glance, she sees me
Step outside my door
I wave, she smiles
What do I say to her
As I stand there, my heart melts, I wonder will
She ever be mine
Standing in line
Feeling fucking useless
Wasting my time
While she dated other guys
The letter I wrote never reached her at all
I should have just called
Now I wait for my flight out of town
Seven months later might be too late
She’ll settle down with some guy
And I’ll wish I could go back to last July
Go back to last July
Go back to last July
I’ll miss her
Day and night
Her blue eyes
The hurt inside
I'll miss her
Day and night
Her blue eyes
The hurt inside
It’s easy to
Run and hide
I’d rather stay
Than walk away
No purpose here
I’ll make my own
I’m the only one she’ll ever need
The guy she’ll never have
While I hold on to nothing real
I need to move along

Written by:
Daylan Gonsalves

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